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So Much To Be Thankful For!!

Happy (belated) Turkey Day!!

We had a very busy Thanksgiving break this year. We went to my mom & dad's Wednesday night and stayed through Saturday afternoon. It was great to spend so much time with them! Thursday we had turkey day with the family. It was YUMMY of course and I kept myself completely stuffed throughout the entire day. We only had to go to my mom's so we got to just relax and enjoy the day. I don't sleep well when I'm not laying on our luscious water bed at home, so I didn't sleep well and was pretty pooped. I ended up napping for a couple hours in the afternoon even. I love naps. Turkey coma naps are extra special though.

Friday, my mom, dad, sister and I braved BLACK FRIDAY. We got up and left the house at 5 AM (insanity) and met my sister at Bob's Grill for breakfast (yumm) and then headed to J-town to shop. I got some pretty good deals I'm excited to say and we all had an AWESOME day so it was totally worth the 4:30 AM wake-up time. J stayed home with j and my nephew so we could go. He's the best hubby in the world - I love him so!!! :) So, I owe him big time.

We drove home Saturday late afternoon so we could get home and put up our Christmas tree with j. Isn't it perty?! :o)

Sunday evening we had our family/maternity photos done. I'm a little disappointed with the professionalism and job I received for the price I paid but I'm not going to get miffed until I see all the pics - so to be continued on that story. Here's one of the photos the photographer posted up on Facebook last night. Our little fam...

It was a GREAT holiday!! I was almost actually ready to come back to work today - too bad I'm getting a cold and I feel like total crud. Boo. I think it should be illegal to get sick when you're pregnant, especially in the last two months, don't you?

Date night with the Hubs tonight - SOOO excited!!

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BnE's Mommy said…
You look gorgeous ;)

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